𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓴𝓸𝓸𝓴⁰⁴

My life has not been easy at any point, from being born with complications that caused my mother's death to being abandoned by my father just hours after I was born. My grandmother raised me with tenderness and love, telling me the best version of my arrival into the world, but sooner or later I would realize the truth.
I used my gift of gab and my striking beauty to go to auditions from a young age, landing roles in several well-known projects early on. Thanks to this, I carved out a place for myself in the entertainment industry, but even I don't know if it was for the best. As soon as I turned eighteen, I married a high-profile politician to "secure jobs," but I didn't know it would also secure hostility and horrific moments of psychological torture. Amidst all the hatred and fighting, my two angels were born, saving me from the ordeal I endured day after day. But as always, when I think something will get better, it only gets twice as bad. Every magazine cover was filled with stories about my divorce, calling me a gold-digging leech, but only I knew the hell I was going through.
Alone in an apartment in the middle of the city with two children, the world seemed like a mess, but it wasn't all bad. I met the true love of my life, Jungkook, a retired idol who approached me at the darkest point in my life. Everything seemed alright again. The children grew fond of him, and he of them, considering them his own. But amidst our newfound world, the rumors and criticism persisted, to the point that our children realized the truth, crying inconsolably at the criticism. I didn't know what to do to calm them down, but immediately Jungkook picked them both up and sat them on the sofa.
"Listen to me carefully, you are not bastards like they say outside. You two are my sons, my golden boys, for whom I fought with your mother day and night."
I listened and watched until my eyes burst into tears when I saw my family for the first time.